But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31(NIV)

On Wings Of Eagles

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Is There Water in Your TIn?

Judges 6:36-38 (NIV)

36 Gideon said to God, “If you will save Israel by my
hand as you have promised— 37 look, I will place a wool fleece on the threshing
floor. If there is dew only on the fleece and all the ground is dry, then I
will know that you will save Israel by my hand, as you said.” 38 And that is
what happened. Gideon rose early the next day; he squeezed the fleece and wrung
out the dew—a bowlful of water.

Here is a great true story told by Evelyn Splane's the younger sister that helps illustrate the story
of Gideon.

Two little sisters joined hands and skipped down the
well-worn path to their playhouse. To the girls, their playhouse had real
walls, not just a few sticks of wood in the shape of a square on the grass; and
a real ceiling, not just green leaves and blue sky.

"Ev," said Clara, reflecting on the Bible story
their dad had read that morning, from Judges 6, about Gideon, "what's a
fleece?"

"I dunno," replied her sister, Evelyn.
"Guess it must be a cloth, though, 'cause Gideon wringed it out."

Clara gave a big sigh. "Sure wish I knew what a
fleece is."

"Why?" Satisfied with the ribbon she had been
struggling with on her doll's bonnet, Evelyn wrapped her in a blanket.

"Because."

"'cause why?"

"Because I want to know for sure if I'm s'posed to
go to Africa to be a missionary. It would be terrible if I got way out there,
then found out I belonged in China or somewhere else. If Gideon found out that
he was s'posed to lead the army by seeing if there was water in his fleece, I
can find out if I'm s'posed to go to Africa the same way. ... If I on'? Knew
what a fleece is."

Evelyn jumped up from the ground. . ."I should find
out if I'm s'posed ta go ta India, too." She put her finger to the side of
her face. "A fleece must be a cloth, though."

"I guess it is." Clara rose slowly from the
ground, letting out a long sigh. … "Let's put out a cloth tonight...
Here." She pointed to a spot. "And see if it's wet in the morning. If
it's wet, we're s'posed to go to Africa and India. If it's not, we're s'posed
to go to some other countries."

"But we need two cloths," said Evelyn, looking
at the spot on the ground. "One for each of us."

"That's right." Clara swooped down and snatched
at her doll's blanket. "We could use Peggy Anne's and Eva's
blankets."

"But . . . But they'd be cold tonight."

"Oh Ev. They're only dolls. Besides, they can sleep
with us."

"No! I don't like a doll in bed with me, and I won't
let Eva sleep all night without a blanket." She hugged her doll to her.

"I'll tell you what," said Clara. "We
can't wring out cloth very well anyway. We'll get two tins and put them here
... to get water in." Again, Clara pointed to the spot. "It was God
that put water in Gideon's fleece, and He can put water in our tins if He wants
us to be missionaries in India and Africa."

The girls turned and ran from the playhouse, letting
their dolls tumble to the ground. Running to the garbage at the back of the
shack, they rummaged around, finding two tins. A few minutes later, they were
scampering back toward the playhouse, a Nabob coffee can and a Empress
strawberry jam can in their hands. The girls set their tins in place, picked up
their dolls, and headed back to the house.

"Clara?" Evelyn grabbed her sister's arm,
pulling her to a stop. "When Gideon put his fleece out to get water in it,
didn't he pray that God would make it wet, so he'd know if he was s'posed to
lead the army? We should pray, shouldn't we?"

The girls joined hands. "Dear God," they prayed
together. "Put water in our tins, if you want us in India and Africa.
Amen." Still holding hands, they skipped up the path toward the house.

The next morning just as the sun was peeking over the
horizon, Clara and Evelyn raced each other to the window.

"Oh, Ev! It rained! It rained!" Still in their
nighties, the sisters ran down the path to where two tins, spilling water over
their brims, waited for them.

God's eye was on those sisters. He kept them in His will.
Yes!

* *Clara went to Africa, and Ev's land is India still.

Dear Lord, we pray that our eyes would be open to what
You want for each one of us. When we see the fleece is wet or the tie is full
help us follow what You have for us. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.